The second wave of thunder has passed without danger, Mo Fan's cautious heart has become more cautious, just slashed the double dragon in a row, so that his body has 0.1 seconds of unconscious, but what about the four dragons after that? What about the eight dragons? The most important thing is the sixteen dragons, how can he carry it?

Sixteen, as long as five have passed, it will be half a second of loss of consciousness, can he bear it? He can't bear it, no, he can't cut it like this again, sooner or later he will hurt himself.

Looking at the thunderstorm that was condensing the dragon in the air, Mo Fan was a little confused, how should he solve this dragon now?

No, with sticks and axes, they are not as good as the frost of a thousand autumns.

He Shanshan looked at Mo Fan from a distance with a confused look, and she suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, are you stupid?ink armor, wear ink armor quickly!" He Shanshan shouted: "The eight-grade spirit weapon can definitely withstand the thunder tribulation!"

Mo Fan: "!!"

Damn, I forgot that I had ink armor! It's been useless for too long, and with Susanenghu, I've forgotten about this humanoid tortoiseshell.

If Mojia had spirituality and wisdom, he would definitely scold himself as the master, and he had forgotten all about himself after not seeing each other for more than ten days?

Seeing the four dragons break through the clouds and come towards Mo Fan to kill, he no longer has the panic he had before, and with the ink armor as an insulator, he is afraid of leakage?

Although Venerable Qianling had said before that if the defense was too dead and the thunder did not penetrate into the body, the shackles might not be broken.

However, is this situation a problem now? This is not the same quality as the three Jin and four products at all, and the slight conduction of the first two waves has broken Mo Fan's shackles, and he does not choose to protect himself to death now, that is, he is really looking for death.

With the protection of the insulator, Mo Fan is already fearless, and he doesn't even need to open a magic skill like the Eye of Time, just see the thunder dragon split, even if he is caught, he is not afraid, there are two phantom cloaks to protect the body, and the power of the thunder that penetrates in is minimal, and then it is insulated by the ink armor, and it is over!

Watching Mo Fan sa huan slash indiscriminately, Mo Xiaotian pondered for a few seconds, and said with emotion: "Sure enough, being rich is good!"

He Shanshan: "......"

She smiled and squinted, and said, "When the time comes, I will go to the world to find the hardest substance to improve my brother's ink armor, and in the future, even if it is an immortal's thunderstorm, I can slash it at will." ”

Mo Xiaotian: "......"

The power of this rule is squandered, and I am so envious!

The thunder tribulation of the seven-rank and eight-grade level that was originally on the line of life and death seemed a lot more casual under Mo Fan, a kryptonite player, three minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Fan cut off five of the sixteen thunder dragons, and the remaining eleven were all eaten because he was too slow to dodge.

It turns out that the armor is only armor after all, and there will still be a day when it will be broken, eleven thunder dragons attacked, directly causing Mo Fan's hundred-meter body to shatter like foam, and Susa Nenghu also disappeared, although the side effects took effect on Mo Fan, but fortunately, under the protection of the ink armor, he was not harmed by the thunder.

"It's over!"

The people watching the live broadcast at home saw that the clouds gradually turned golden, and the atmosphere changed from the original worry to joy.

Mo Fan lifted the ink armor and lay on the ground in large characters, letting the golden raindrops fall on him, feeling that the experience was constantly recovering, Mo Fan had an urge to moan loudly, he forced people down, after all, everyone in the family was watching the live broadcast, and he must not be ashamed.

The rain of life fell for about five minutes, and Mo Fan felt that he had returned to his peak state.

The golden clouds in the air turned white again, the sunset just set, and when night fell, Mo Fan got up and felt the changes in his body.

Fourth-grade monks, what they want to cultivate is very simple, purify their spiritual power, evolve from gaseous to liquid, as long as they reach the liquid state, and then re-strengthen the previous first-grade refining bones, second-grade refining organs, and third-grade passages, you can enter the stage of the fifth-grade element.

To put it simply, the fourth grade is a transitional summary stage, before the fifth grade, as long as there is time, you can basically cultivate it, but after the fifth grade, those books all depend on personal talent.

Mo Fan took a deep breath and set a goal for himself, to improve the late stage of the fourth grade within a month, and cross the tribulation to the realm of the fifth grade element!

"Xiaotian, let's go, let's go back!"

He beckoned into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Xiaotian came over with Xiao Hei.

"Huh?" Mo Fan shifted his attention to Xiao Hei on Mo Xiaotian's head, and he asked, "Xiao Hei, have you been eating too well lately, and you have gained weight?"

Black: "......"

Mo Xiaotian took Xiao Hei off the top of his head, observed it carefully, and then nodded: "Take a closer look, it's really fat, you see, it was only the size of a half palm before, but now it's the size of two palms." ”

Xiao Hei said helplessly: "Master, Lord Xiaotian, Xiao Hei is developed, not called fat, as a Xuanwu, it is impossible to get fat." ”

Mo Fan took Xiao Hei in his hand and said with a smile: "This may not be possible! After all, your belly is in the shell, we can't see if you have a belly!"

Black: "......"

"I'll come, I'll come, I can analyze the body fat percentage!" The projection version of He Shanshan came out, glanced at Xiao Hei, and then smiled weirdly and said, "Xiao Hei, do you know what your body fat percentage is?"

Xiao Hei shook his head, it saw the other party's ill-intentioned smile, and there was a little cowardice in its heart.

"Thirty-five percent of the time! is severely obese. He Shanshan smiled evilly: "If you use it to stew soup, it will definitely make up for it." ”

Black: "!!"

It hurriedly looked at Mo Fan with begging eyes, and said in a panic: "Master, I can exercise, don't catch me to stew soup!"

Mo Fan looked at the other party's slightly red black eyes speechlessly, and said, "I'll just joke casually, I didn't expect you to be so fat!"

Black: "......"

It didn't expect this kind of thing! The ghost knew that a Xuanwu with the nickname of a killing machine would actually gain weight, but this is not surprising, it is strange that he has not exercised much after eating so many things, so it is strange not to gain weight.

"Master, you should take me with you in the future, I want to fight!" Xiao Hei said: "I can grow up shows that I have evolved from childhood to growth, if I can lose body fat, I will definitely grow in size at the same time!"

Mo Fan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "But my schedule in the last few months is to accompany my family, and then I will go to school to be a teacher, and if I want to practice, I have to arrange it until next year!"

Black: "......"

Does it have to be fattened until next year?

"Oh wait, maybe you still have a chance to fight. Mo Fan remembered and said, "But...... Do you know how to hunt ghosts?"

(End of chapter)